Knowledge without practice or application gets lost -- it falls flat. It becomes another thing someone told you once or a note you made in your phone with the intention of coming back to it. The words start to fade because there isn’t any action tied to them, no real tread marks on our mind that make them real...
Right before lunch on day one, I was up next to share in a small group, but I was pretty much ready to burst into tears. I didn’t want to talk -- about anything. I’d voluntarily signed up for this workshop, but suddenly wondered why.
When we broke for lunch, I explained to my friend what had happened. I punctuated it with, “Honestly, I’d rather just stuff this all down...”
“Why did God bring ______ into my life if the wake he (or she) left felt so wide it just knocked everything in my life over when they slammed the door?”
I completely get that feeling. I used to live in it; for years...
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